I hate this mystery The apprehension is killing me Alone in a crowded room with a grey view I blurred every little thing that they swore true I learned nothing of their lessons of fine reality
Baby I'm bored by default I'm attracted to danger Running the back stairs through corridors Or slip through their fingers I still feel so young I am still so very young
The stench of stationary Watch out for the quiet ones at the back Alone in a darkened room without a clue I learned every little thing I love from you And you can learn about how to not be from me
'Cos baby I'm bored by default I'm attracted to danger Running the back stairs through corridors Or slip through their fingers And while inside I know my hope is disintegrating I know I am still so very young But not for long
We're the jealous youth of today And the future looks strange
